This too shall pass…

Of late the hell broke loose and all insects came out of the Pandora’s Box to trouble me in its best possible manner. Firstly, it was the dearest one to whom I made all accusations when I was high on ‘liquids’ and the next morning I don’t remember any speck of the words I fired at her. Next, I fought with one of the senior teachers for she was on the other side of our opinion fuelled by the sense of ego which she firmly grips.

This shall pass…

This shall pass and someday in future I hope I could reconcile and make friends again at least, by my little standards. If hurting and paining was what’s in store for me then, I want everyone to trouble me in the rude-st of the manner if not then it will be ‘my turn’ to scratch some of their over emphasized egos.

Then, at the end of the month trouble multiplies with money. Credits here, a bit there, some up there and it normalizes within a few days of the new month.  This is the obvious and an inconvenient truth for almost all civil servants that I am familiar with.

This too shall pass…

There is no harm in confronting misfortunes. On the contrary, the attempt is wholesome. Much of what I dread is really due to indistinctness of outline. If I have the courage to say to ourselves, what is this thing, then? Let the worst come to the worst, and what then? I shall frequently find that after all it is not so terrible. What I have to do is to subdue tremulous, nervous, insane fright. For troubles to trouble me, would mean I experience the other side of humans which frights me mostly!

Let the public be damned and…

This too shall pass…